Until you come over the hill above Bakewell, there is no sign of it at all, but then, if you are lucky and the sun is out…and it is the right time of year… there is a dull streak of colour on the farthest horizon. It is at this point of my journey northwards that my face will break into the widest of smiles and my heart just sings. It takes another half an hour’s driving, with no lessening of that smile and an eager anticipation before the road climbs again and curves around a rock that towers above it… and then I am in heaven and heading for the first place to park.

It does not matter what has been on my mind, what worries or cares may have occupied my thoughts or what problems I may have to solve. It doesn’t matter how tired I am from the week or the drive, nor does it matter that I am supposed to be at my destination on time. A reply to my text about the heather elicits only an understanding ‘I take it you’ll be late then….‘ The only reason I wasn’t was that I had arrived with time to spare… time to find healing in the honey scented beauty of the heather for every possible ill.

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Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs.
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This brought back memories of our (Peterborough) local woods where, for a short time each year, the floor would be carpeted in bluebells. Then there were the tulip fields in Lincs. I now need to go to our (Canada) East Coast when the lupines are flowering as they apparently grow wild and fill huge swathes of the earth with color. Who needs medications to lift one’s spirits when you have Mother Nature!

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